In light of this phenomenal news, my meat-head brothers and I hit our corner bar to celebrate with what turned out to be way too many beers. Hence, no story this week. George and I did some shop upkeep Saturday, then hit the yard and cast the new (old) F.E Thomas. AMAZING! I have been wiggling it around the house all week, so it was not only therapeutic but a real treat to get out and cast the rod on what turned out to be a mild winter day.

Thanks John. My writing is a work in progress, thanks for the positive feedback. And you have also stumbled upon the only guy living in the South Jersey/Philadelphia area who will admit Sidney Crosby to be the games best.